The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 299 It really makes me sick

But how could Jun Yeli let her escape so easily, after a few strides, he caught up with her.

The big hand grabbed Feng Wuxie's arm, trying to pull her into his arms, but Feng Wuxie's figure dodged like a spirit snake.

Jun Yeli, who had fled to nothing, was in a very uncomfortable mood, but he still wanted to follow Feng Wuxie and explain clearly: "Except for this matter, I have no place to lie to you, can't you give me a chance, we are now They are husband and wife, and the whole world is full of kingdoms, so where can you escape to?"

The sky was gray and cloudy, making it hard to breathe.

Feng Wuxie blankly glanced at the sky, with a mocking smile on his face: "Yeah, where else can I go? The sky and the earth are big, but there is no room for me."

"Why is there no room for you? I'm your best destination, innocent, don't make trouble anymore, okay? Can't you really feel my love for you?"

Jun Yeli stepped forward and hugged Feng Wuxie tightly in his arms, his voice was sexy and hoarse. He thought a lot, but he never thought that Feng Wuxie would really be able to leave him.

The person in his arms is still so soft, but this soft heart has already turned into ice.

"Let go." Feng Wuxie froze, her voice extremely cold.

Jun Yeli was unmoved, but hugged her tightly, trying to melt the ice in her heart: "We finally got together, I won't let go."

It's really funny, she was obviously the one who was hurt, but why did she come to Jun Yeli's place, as if he was the one who hurt the most.

In this place now, Feng Wuxie has no nostalgia at all, the man in front of her will only remind her of betrayal and deceit.

Feng Wuxie let him hold her, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Is it because of the blood lotus that you don't let me go?"

The arms hugging her body visibly trembled, and a trace of pain slid across Jun Yeli's eyes: "In your heart, is this the kind of person I am?"

"Aren't you?" Feng Wuxie chuckled, raised his hand slightly, and brushed the corner of Jun Yeli's lips.

Such thin lips shone with a honey-like luster.

It's just that this honey is laced with poison, coaxing her around: "Let go."

Jun Yeli's eyes blurred for a moment, and then he felt that something was wrong. He, who had never been on guard against Feng Wuxie, fell into her trap.

In order to prevent himself from being fascinated, Jun Yeli stood up and cut his arm with a knife, causing Yin Hong's blood to flow out.

The pain woke him up a bit, and when he was about to faint, he quickly sealed Feng Wuxie's acupoints, and gave the last order: "Send the Queen to Chaofeng Hall, no one is allowed to near."

Feng Wuxie did not expect that he would be so strong, he would not fall down after being hit by the mist, and he still had the strength to restrain his acupoints.

Jun Yeli's eyes became more and more blurred, and his figure had already started to fall limply to the ground. He commanded the imperial guards to send Feng Wuxie into Chaofeng Palace, and then he fell to the ground.

Feng Wuxie hadn't fully recovered until she sat down in Chaofeng Hall.

The Chaofeng Hall was brightly lit, but the inside and outside of the palace had already been surrounded by the imperial guards. Except that there was no freedom, everything else remained as usual.

Feng Wuxie's acupoints were restricted, no matter how hard she rushed, she couldn't break through. Now she is equivalent to a disabled person.

Sitting in the empty hall, Feng Wuxie was in a state of confusion, not knowing what to do next.

Is it true that Jun Yeli is going to be locked up here for the rest of his life like a pet?
Just as she was thinking wildly, there was a sound outside the door.

"Who?" It was the voice of the Praetorian Guards.

"The maidservant has brought food to the empress." The voice was very hoarse, as if it was deliberately squeezed out.

Jun Yeli locked her here, but he didn't say that he would starve and thirsty her, and he still had to give her daily supplies.

Feng Wuxie was wondering, but saw the closed door of the palace opened a crack, and then an extremely tough-looking court lady walked in.

After Feng Wuxie saw the woman's face clearly, he felt bad all of a sudden.

Her snow-white face seemed to have been covered with powder, her red lips under her thick eyebrows were too coquettish, and what was even more exaggerated was that the two big steamed buns on her chest could tell they were fake at a glance, okay?

But such an obvious appearance, placed on Han Yefei's body, has an indescribable heroism.

"Your Majesty, this servant has brought you food." The voice choked out was extremely hoarse, and it was really hard for a big man like him to do this.

Feng Wuxie swept away the previous haze, and answered him: "Come in."

Hearing Feng Wuxie's voice, Han Yefei hurriedly walked in with his body bowed and his head bowed, and the door behind him was closed again.

"Why are you here?" Seeing him dressed as a court lady, Feng Wuxie couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he thought of his situation, that smile turned into sourness.

In fact, I figured it out with my toes. The incident yesterday, even if Jun Yeli wanted to block it, but with so many eyes watching, how could he really make everyone shut up.

Han Ye flew outside the door to take a look, put the food box in his hand on the table, grinned at Feng Wuxie, "I'll come and see you."

There is no doubt, there is only one very ordinary sentence, but it warms Feng Wuxie's heart a little.

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Han Yefei opened the food box, took out the small dishes inside and put them on the table, and said in a low voice, "Young lady, let's eat something."

While talking to Han Yefei, Feng Wuxie quickly wrote a few words on the table while dipping in his drink: "Take me out of the palace."

Regarding Feng Wuxie's request, Han Yefei was not surprised at all, otherwise he wouldn't have tried his best to sneak into the palace.

Written quickly with wet fingers, find a way to get out of the palace, I will return to Mobei the day after tomorrow.

Feng Wuxie's eyes flickered for a moment, and a trace of panic flashed by. She understood Jun Yeli's temper. On the surface, this person didn't seem to get angry, but he would never let go of what he was sure of.

Just like now, he would rather let Feng Wuxie hate him than let her go.

And Han Ye flew back to Mobei, which was the best opportunity.

Feng Wuxie's heart was very disturbed, some images she didn't want to see flashed in her mind from time to time, for a while it was Jun Yeli's evil smiling face, and for a while it was his helpless eyes.

The two contradictory emotions, like fire and ice, were about to tear her into pieces.

She will definitely go crazy if she stays in this palace any longer.

The guards coughed from outside, Feng Wuxie knew that she could no longer hesitate, and quickly wrote: I will contact you when the time comes.

"Your Majesty is resting, and the servants have retreated." While speaking, wiping the table with his sleeves, Han Yefei put the food into the box again, and retreated.

The door was closed again, Feng Wuxie sat in the room exhausted for a while, and had a countermeasure.

When Jun Yeli went to Chaofeng Hall to visit Feng Wuxie at night, she was sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze, her small face was as pale as paper.

Her eyes were still cold, but there was no emotion in them.

This kind of Feng Wuxie doesn't cry or make trouble, and can eat and sleep, but Jun Yeli knows that the calmer she is like this, the more she hates him.

If she was crying, beating him and scolding him, even if she really took a knife and stabbed him in the chest, there might be room for things to turn around.

But when a person suppresses all emotions in her heart, it means that her heart is dead.

His heart ached as if he had been hammered by a heavy object, and Jun Yeli's hand on the door frame slowly slipped down.

If he goes in now, he will undoubtedly add to Feng Wuxie's heart.

Although he was reluctant, he decided to wait a few days before explaining to Feng Wuxie.

Just when Jun Yeli was about to leave, Feng Wuxie, who had been sitting still, said, "Since you're here, why don't you come in?"

There was no ups and downs in the voice, and the calmness made Jun Yeli a little scared.

He pushed open the door, stood at the door, looked at Feng Wuxie's slender waist, and felt sore in his heart: "Wuxie."

When he shouted softly, he felt that his throat was dry, his voice was hoarse and hoarse, and the haggard look on his face was no better than that of Feng Wuxie.

Seeing that Feng Wuxie didn't look back at him, Jun Yeli couldn't hold back any longer, walked up to her in a few steps, and hugged her body that made him think about it day and night.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

The person in his arms didn't move, but Jun Yeli clearly felt the slight tremor, and his shoulders were wet.

He could feel the burning heat through his clothes.

His innocence, cried.

While Jun Yeli was feeling sad, she became happy again and cried out, she finally cried out.

Ever since Feng Wuxie learned the truth, she has maintained a look of keeping away from strangers. The cold shell is her weapon. She shrinks in her own small world, trusting no one.

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Jun Yeli hugged her fiercely, wanting to rub Feng Wuxie into his own flesh and blood, and never separate again.

There was Feng Wuxie's soft sobbing in his ear, every sob, every tear made Jun Yeli's heart feel as if it had been stabbed by a knife.

If possible, he would rather tell her the truth from the beginning, than Feng Wuxie tortured himself now.

It took a long time for Feng Wuxie to stop crying, but the eyes that did not shed tears were filled with a layer of water, and the lifeless eyes were full of delusion, hatred, and grievance.

Seeing Jun Yeli's equally haggard face, all the emotions disappeared like bubbles meeting spikes.

In the end, she hated him and resented him, but she couldn't see him suffer.

This bastard man had penetrated into her bones and blood without her knowing it.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can hit me twice." Seeing the expression on Feng Wuxie's face, Jun Yeli knew that she couldn't let him go.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you." Feng Wuxie gritted his teeth, but the expression on his face betrayed her.

Those who speak harsh words may not necessarily hate them to the bone.

Jun Yeli smiled lightly, reached out and brushed the broken hair on her forehead, his sad eyes made people feel distressed: "Kill me, can you calm down?"

Heart froze, Feng Wuxie secretly asked himself, could killing him make him calm down?
But the final answer made her despise herself.

(End of this chapter)